The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

After You Qi finished speaking, Gu Fengchen fell silent.

Her eyes were half-downcast, and she couldn't see what he was thinking from her perspective, but she could feel the deep breath around him. She squinted her eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, and then nodded in relief.

think about it.

Just let him figure it out for himself.

She has said so much and done so much today, and she is benevolent. If these two people still don't make any progress, then there is really no destiny.

Yan Zhou was about to clean up the dishes, but Sheng Xiaye forcibly drove him to the sofa.

"You are a guest, how can I ask you to clean these up? I will do it myself." Sheng Xiaye went to the kitchen by himself, thought of something, and asked him, "The situation was urgent just now, so I didn't have time to ask for your permission, so I just installed a new one for you." Name, if you don't like it, I can change it for you, it's a trivial matter."

"It's okay, it's fine." He didn't mind.

He sat on the sofa, and said in a low voice, "I never knew my name since I was a child. My adoptive father gave me my name before. Later, Gu Ying was just a code name in the forum."

To him, it doesn't matter what the name is.

"Before that..."

Midsummer Ye shut up again after speaking halfway through.

Originally wanted to gossip about what his sister-in-law called him before, but I was afraid to mention his sad things so I had to give up.

When she came out after washing the dishes, she was taken aback when she saw the crystal clear jade on the tea table.

"Why didn't she take it away?" Sheng Xiaye picked up the jade, obviously she had played games here for half an hour just now, but she didn't see this jade.

"The one I found from the sofa just now should have been left for you by Miss You on purpose."

Yan Zhou looked at her, and there seemed to be a slight smile in his words, "Xia Ye, do you like Gu Fengchen?"

"No." She denied it very quickly.

But the meaning is already obvious.

The corners of Yan Zhou's lips rose, and seeing her face pretending to be serious, he suppressed his smile, "I think he seems to be interested in you, you two stand together, you look like a husband and wife."

"Master..." Sheng Xiaye called him helplessly, with a long ending, fully venting her dissatisfaction, "In such a precarious situation right now, don't worry about yourself, instead gossip about me."

"Have fun while suffering," he said.

Speaking of which, it's time to get down to business. She went back to the study to help him deal with the new identity. At the earliest, all the procedures will be completed tomorrow, and he will be able to get the latest ID card and passport by then.

"This face is really good." Sheng Xiaye posted the fake profile for him to his WeChat, and while Gu Ying went out to fetch water in the living room, she stood by the door and looked him up.

"Actually, my level can be higher, but I can't make you a face that is too ostentatious. That's why I can only be a good-looking person at home. When those people fall into the French Open, I will take good care of you, Master." Sheng Xia Ye patted his chest confidently.

After Yan Zhou drank the water, he shook his head, "I don't care about these things."

The light in Midsummer Ye's eyes went out a bit.

Yeah, he doesn't care.

The person who cared about him the most in this world died of his opponent, and now he is also in prison, how can he care about packing up?If you dress up neatly, who can you show it to?
"Master, when the alarm is lifted, I will accompany you to see Master."

It's time to call this teacher's wife.

He was nodding when the cell phone in her room rang.

It was Gu Fengchen who called.

She pressed the answer button, and the loud noise on the other end almost broke her eardrums. She first moved the phone a few minutes away, and when it was close to her ear, she heard a strange male voice.

"Miss, miss, are you listening?"

Sheng Xia Ye hummed, frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why is his cell phone with you?"

At this moment, three hours had passed since Gu Fengchen left the apartment. She looked at the clock on the wall, and it was twelve o'clock.

It's so late, is he still outside?

Hearing the identity of the person at the other end, Sheng Xiaye frowned even more.

Sheng Xiaye bought a computer for Yanzhou by the way. He was worried that his previous computer would be monitored by someone. He downloaded some necessary software, and he probably turned it off after sorting it out. When he got up, he heard the sound of the door closing.

When I came out, I saw that there was no one in the living room, but the lights in the midsummer night room were turned off.

phone vibration.

It was the news from her that he needed to go out and let him rest early.

Entering the bar on a midsummer night, the air is filled with alcohol, fragrance, and tobacco. The smell mixed together is not pleasant, and even slightly pungent.

She walked through a crowd of people and came to the bar on the second floor.

Sure enough, Gu Fengchen was lying on the bar, sitting on a high stool. He was tall and had long legs. He didn't know how many times his long legs with nowhere to rest blocked the way of the guests.

The man was about to scold, when he suddenly saw the Aston Martin car keys on the bar in front of Gu Fengchen, he stopped his anger, gave him a vicious look, and then left.

Midsummer Ye walked up to him, reached out and tapped his arm, "Gu Fengchen, wake up."

He ignored it.

"Are you the lady who answered the phone just now?" The bartender probably recognized her voice, and said while wiping the wine glass, "This gentleman drank by himself as soon as he came in. Just now, some beauties came to strike up a conversation and made one of them cry Miss, are you his girlfriend?"

Midsummer night was at a loss for words.

"Are you guys arguing?" the bartender said convincingly, "My buddy just fell out of love these two days, and he also comes here every night to get drunk, and he looks like a walking dead, lost soul, um, exactly the same as this gentleman !"

He nodded himself as he spoke, affirming his guess.

The corners of Sheng Xia Ye's mouth twitched, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and helped Gu Fengchen up, "Don't sleep, let's go, I'll take you home first."

He opened his eyes drowsily, and was helped out by her.

The drunk is indeed heavy, but fortunately she still has some strength to hold it back.

After leaving the bar, the air was finally quite fresh.

"Stand still." She pushed him under the street lamp railing on the side of the road, stabilized him, took off his coat in her arms, and helped him put it on.

Jincheng has already entered winter, and the night wind hangs on the face, stinging like a small blade.

"You just left my house not long ago. What can you encounter that makes you so depressed that you have to come to get drunk?" Sheng Xiaye didn't understand, and he didn't cooperate, so she picked up his arm and helped him put on his suit.

After finally getting dressed, she looked up at him and found that he had already woken up.

That pair of dark eyes were looking at her quietly at this moment, his face was pale from drinking, the street lamp reflected on his face, the long and thick eyelashes cast a large shadow, handsome and mysterious.

She frowned, and suddenly her lips curled into a playful arc.

"Gu Fengchen, what do you see?" She stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of him.

If you are drunk, tell him a few words and ask him who his sweetheart is.

Gu Fengchen didn't even think about it, "Two."

Midsummer Ye pulled her lips, it was boring.

"Aren't you drunk? Then tell me, why are you drinking alone today?" She tilted her head and thought for a while, and then she came up with an answer, "Could it be because grandpa gave you and You Qi a red line without authorization? Are you unhappy? ?"